"Lucas, what happened to you?" Ellena was surprised to find Lucas still lying on the bed.
"Your face is so pale. What's wrong with you?" Ellena put her hand on Lucas' forehead. Meanwhile, Lucas was still silent with a body that looked very weak.
"Lucas, his temperature is very hot. You seem to have a fever. We should go to the doctor. You wait a minute, I'll get ready first." Ellena was just about to leave that place. However, Lucas quickly withdrew her hand.
"No need, Ellena. I'm fine, just need some rest." Lucas whispered with one hand holding his stomach.
"What's wrong with your stomach?" Ellena asked as she crouched down beside Lucas' bed.
"It's okay. You stay here, accompany me." Lucas replied as he tightened his grip.
Ellena's heart thumped again at the feeling of a firm, yet soft touch in her hand. She tried her best to neutralize those feelings, because she didn't have the heart to leave Lucas in such a condition.
